rnd my eyes upon the deck--

    O C! here?

    Eac, lifeless and ?at;

    And by the holy rood

    A man all light, a seraph-man,

    On every corse tood.

    this seraph-band, each wavd his hand:

    It was a :

    tood as signals to the land,

    Eac:

    this seraph-band, each wavd his hand,

    No voice did t--

    No voice; but O! the silence sank,

    Like music on my .

    Eftsones I he dash of oars,

    I s cheer:

    My urnd perforce away

    And I sa appear.

    ts;

    the bodies rose anew:

    it pace, eaco his place,

    Came back tly crew.

    t sion made,

    On me alone it blew.

    t, and ts boy

    I :

    Dear Lord in  was a joy,

    t blast.

    I sahird--I heard his voice:

    It is t good!

    h loud his godly hymns

    t he wood.

    hell shrieve my soul, hell wash away

    trosss blood.